Things that go clickety-clack in the night.

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Sleep was already somewhat compromised by losing an hour of precious ZZZZZZZs due to the Daylight Saving Time event, without having slumber encumbered by an annoying clicking noise deep into the night.

Now, I am not usually one of those people who stew and fret about that 60 minutes whittled from the weekend every Spring, but this time it was downright annoying.

Though it is smarter to adjust ALL the clocks the night before, I usually don’t, save for my duo of trusty alarm clocks. I say “trusty” because I’ve owned this pair of identical alarm clocks for decades. I am disciplined enough to rarely use the snooze feature, but I do set the two clocks to ring off about a half-hour apart, lest I return to Sleepy Land and make myself late.

Last night I sped the clock hands around to spring forward for the time change, then pulled the alarm buttons out. In the middle of the night, however, I awoke to a loud clicking – it was dark, of course, and the noise was by my head and next to the bed. I turned on the nightstand lamp and found the culprit … the hands had fallen off the spindle on one of the clocks. There they were, wedged rather pitifully, at the base of the clock face. Every time the second hand swept past those dilapidated hands, it made a horrible clickety-clacking noise. For a brief moment I thought there was some kind of “Hickory, Dickory Dock” shenanigans going on.

So … what to do?

I picked up the clock and jiggled it around, hoping that the wayward hands might miraculously land back in the right place. No such luck. Not wanting to tear myself from my comfy, curled-up position in the warm bed to try to perform surgery on an alarm clock, I yanked the battery out, feeling quite proud of myself for having dealt with that little fix-it since I was still half asleep.

Ahhh, peace and quiet again.

Except of course, the first alarm went off, and I said “pfft” and waited on the second one ….

Well, that blew a good portion of my Sunday since I didn’t wake up for hours afterward.

I have always had a quirky bond with clocks; in fact, it’s almost a love-hate relationship.

My kitchen clock is very old and every time there is a time change, I hold my breath that the battery stays in place since I must nudge it to access the dial to move the hands. Sometimes, that C battery will slide out of the compartment slightly, then when the chimes start at the top of the hour, it is a rather bizarre noise … a kind of slow-motion “boing”, “boing”, “boing” ‘til it gets relief, i.e. pushing the battery back in place, or installing a new one. That clock’s pendulum has always been wacky, so, upon replacing the clock on the wall, I must tilt the whole thing this way and that to start the pendulum, then slow it down. Otherwise, I’ll be typing along and in my peripheral vision, I see this brass disc dancing back and forth crazily. It always reminds me of those Kit-Cat Kitty Cat Clocks, those kitchen clocks that have been around for eons where the black cat’s eyes shift to and fro and the tail swings back and forth like a pendulum.

And, I know I should peek at the car manual to get directions on resetting the car clock since it got messed up when I got the new battery a month ago. I don’t want to wait ‘til my next trip to the dealership for the most-recent recall since they don’t know when the parts are coming in.

Tempus fugit is a very eloquent way in Latin to say that time flies …it seems we just did this clock-changing exercise, and, all too soon November 1st will be here and we’ll be doing the time change once again.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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4 Responses to Things that go clickety-clack in the night.

  1. Marge Aubin says:

    Isn’t it funny that clocks know when to enter another time zone of their life.That’s one clock you don’t have to fool with. I set my clocks this morning,
    of course my minute hands are all off but the hour is sometimes right on.

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  2. lindasschaub says:

    Marge – All the clocks are different in this house and the two rooms where I never spend time in – Buddy’s room and the living room, I just leave them at the current time year round. The old Bose table clock was easy to set, and this one, though I’ve had it five or six years, I have to look up the directions. Otherwise one time I set the alarm function and alarm went off the middle of the night. I could have put that in the blog, but would have maybe looked dumb. 🙂

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  3. cswilson66 says:

    Ugh. I have a clock in a hard-to-reach location in my living room. In the fall, I just ignored turning it back and just did the math whenever I looked at it. This worked for me, but when my son was visiting and freaked out that his wife was going to kill him for being away so long, I confessed and he fixed it. Sigh, that was about two months ago.

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  4. lindasschaub says:

    I thought I was the only one who did that – I have clocks in the living room and den and rarely go in either room … I spend most of the day in the kitchen since I work from home. The only time I take those clocks down is when they need a new battery – I just do the math too. And the clock in the car – I used to have a cheat sheet for the old car – I really should do that. I just go with the flow like you – life is simpler that way. 🙂

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